Ning Xiaoxian smiled: "Afterwards, I conducted some experiments and threw many objects of different masses into the water."
Miluo suddenly raised his eyebrows: "So that's why you threw those pebbles, wood shavings, twigs, iron blocks, and... cough... that thing into the water?" Even with his thick skin, he was too embarrassed to directly mention that she was carrying something like sheep intestines on her person.
She gave him a curious look, wondering why this fellow was beating around the bush. "Well, this river is quite interesting. The lighter the object, the faster it sinks. The heavier the object, the slower it sinks. Later on, I threw a floating ball into it, and it sunk instantly."
"So, you think the buoyancy of the water in this river is vastly different from normal currents, that something as light as a feather sinks quickly because it is too light?" Quan Shifang understood her meaning.
